The End Maybe
On the way down,
We like to make believe but maybe,
On the way down,
Just who can we believe?
I'm just on my way down,
It's the great,
Great,
Make believe,
Where does it go?
My heart just won't let go,
Where do I go?
Just Down,
More Down,
Nowhere to go,
I'm all alone,
Left unknown.
In the great disbelief.
I'm on my own.
Copyright © Houston Hararah | Year Posted 2017
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